On the journey

February 9, 2016

Before the dark came

Before the dark
came,
and the shadowed
shapes
stretched sinewy
fingers
into the night;
Before the wind
chaffed
and chilled us,
shivered us to
the core
and chattered
our teeth
involuntarily;
Before then,
The oasis shaft
of light
gloried
the sky,
glimmered
its warmth,
blazed in our
eyes
its token
of return.
Before the dark came.